By mobilizing the Earth Devourer's reserves of gunpowder and metal, the ammunition production speed is practically that of an arsenal.

Fire! A storm of metal descends.

"Put-put-put..."

"What? What is this?"

A barrage of bullets, as dense as raindrops, instantly covered the direction where Eren was located, as well as the path Eren was bound to take, which Alice had calculated.

His escape was interrupted, so he could only try to find cover and use his greatsword, armor, and battle aura to defend himself.

"Clang, clang, clang..."

The rapid clanging of metal and the constant bursts of fire from Allen's body proved that the War King was in a very bad situation.

Alice has plenty of bullets now, and she can unleash her firepower with abandon.

"Awesome! This is the battlefield we alchemists should be on! This is it—overwhelming power!"

She was happy, and then increased the intensity of her shooting once again. Anyway, she could just replace the barrel if it got too hot; there was plenty of metal.

Allen was unhappy; he now truly needed to try to live.

Hiding behind a ruined bunker, before they could even catch their breath, the brick and wooden structure was torn apart by the metal storm.

He was left alone and helpless amidst a hail of bullets, and could only raise his greatsword to parry the attacks as best he could.

Battle aura isn't omnipotent; his weapons and armor are already showing signs of wear and tear.

"Damn it, this isn't working..."

He had considered other options, such as digging tunnels, but Alice fired a cannonball at him, blasting him out of the way.

They could only continue to be beaten here, not knowing when their fighting spirit would run out, their weapons would be destroyed, and they would meet their end.

He could only shout in the direction of the Earth Eater, trying to communicate with Alice inside the Titan.

"Alchemists, are you insane? Do you want to start a war with us?"

"Don't you know that if you attack us, the other three kingdoms will definitely attack you at this time?"

His voice was drowned out by the sound of firing, and his questioning was completely meaningless.

Even if Alice heard it, she wouldn't show any mercy; in fact, she would intensify her attack.

“Your Highness has been prepared for this for a long time. How could we declare war if we didn’t have enough confidence?”

Well, now that we're using this War King as the test subject, the experimental results for firearms and basic artillery shells are almost complete.

Armor-piercing rounds are still the best way to deal with these metal cans, followed by incendiary rounds.

Now, it's time to send this guy on his way. Get ready to receive my gift—it's for your war god.

At the very center of the Earth Devourer's cannon, a shell has been loaded.

The Supreme Alchemists are comparable to top masters like the God of War and the High Priest. Naturally, their Titans are equipped with special weapons to deal with such people.

"Destruction missile, fire."

Other firearms ceased firing, but flames spewed from the cannons, and the powerful recoil even caused the Earth Devourer's head to tilt back slightly.

The last thing Allen saw was a cannonball, many times larger than himself, appearing in front of him.

"I……"

"boom……"

A small mushroom cloud rose from the ground; the explosive formula had been improved, and the detonation method had been optimized.

The result was flames with a radius of one kilometer, and a powerful shockwave.

We still don't know what Allen said in the end, but it was probably a pretty vulgar insult.